The sweet fragrance
            of honeysuckle
hangs in the air. all
            around is peace.
In my lovers arms
            I feel safe, serene.
This moment
            catches us unaware.
Moments ago..tense, angry
            words filled this space.
In our madness,
            we forgot our love.
Teary eyes
            meet mirrors in mine.
Fearfully anxious,
            afraid for the future.
Your gentle hands caress me,
            and lift my face to yours.
Asking forgiveness,
            looking for hope.
I huddle closer
            sighing into warm arms.
Knowing this moment
            may not last.
We breathe in precious
            honeysuckle air.

 

Kay Ekwall